The rest of the day's lessons finished with much difficulty on my end. "Your training was already jeopardized long before you met me, Radley." Not once had I been bestowed with a sweet-faced mentee to train.īyron had undoubtedly chosen this one on purpose. Another of Priscilla's bratty cousin Merrick's fourth-year friends. I glared at the sour-faced boy in front of me. "Yes, and I will never forgive you for jeopardizing my training, Ryiah!" "You really don't want to spend the next year scrubbing mail, do you?"Īnother voice chimed in. One week polishing the regiment's armory starting tomorrow - and if I catch you at it again I will not hesitate to triple your time!"Įlla elbowed me lightly in the stomach and I gave her a helpless shrug as soon as Master Byron's back was turned. This is the third time today your head has been in the clouds. "Apprentice Ryiah, if you fancy my lessons pleasant enough to daydream in, then clearly I have been too soft on you. Unfortunately, my first day in Ferren's Keep did not attest to that… I was too busy counting down the hours until I could see a certain young man with dancing blue eyes and blonde curls that was three years my junior. In the four years since I had walked through the Academy's doors, I had come a long way from the girl who had struggled to cast a tree limb on fire.
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